Ghost King and Concubine

Chapter 242 Cocooning When You Bind Yourself [7]

Everyone was taken aback, including the holy lady who was a little confused.

Until a cool voice suddenly sounded from behind——

"I'm here."

The holy aunt's body froze, and her back trembled.

A pair of hands came around from behind without warning, holding her hands...

"Ah..." The holy lady screamed loudly, "Let go of me, bitch, let me go, do you hear me, let go, let go!"

The holy aunt is not short, but Jiaai is actually an inch taller than her. With a little effort, the holy aunt's body is easily subdued by her in her arms.

Her eyes turned cold, and she glanced at the guards at the door, bursting out with cold murderous aura.

"Whoever stops me will die!"

These few words are neither light nor heavy, but they really smell of death.

The advancing steps of those guards froze, and they couldn't even move under such a compelling gaze.

Death, who can keep his face unchanged and fearless in the face of death?
They are afraid of death.

They don't want to die yet.

The collective took a step back...

"You, if you dare not save me, I will let you taste the power of this poison." Seeing this, the holy lady shouted angrily, "I am a holy lady, this bitch is nothing, if you dare not Follow my orders, I will make your life worse than death, I will chop off your meat piece by piece and feed it to the dogs..."

drink!
What a vicious threat.

The faces of the guards changed again and again, and they froze in place in embarrassment, in a dilemma.

"Since it is difficult for you to choose, then I will help you choose." Jiaai's eyes sharpened, and his right hand suddenly raised. Before the guards had time to make a move to resist, a few silver needles flew out from their fingers, and the silver light flashed However, because of the dazzling fire in the house, the traces have faded a lot.

They couldn't move.

Jiaai withdrew her hand, and the Holy Aunt's hands were being pinched behind her with one hand.

With the hand that used the needle, she slowly turned the saint's body around, allowing her to meet her slightly cold eyes.

"Holy aunt, my dear aunt, it's really not easy to say "auntie"... Now that I call it, I should respectfully give you a gift. What do you think... what is it?"

"Duan Jiaai, what do you want to do, let me go, I am your mother's younger sister, if you dare to do anything to me, you will be struck by lightning." At this point, the saint's tone became more serious Quite a few, as if wishing that she would die a good death.

Jia Ai's hands increased strength, and a low sound of bones sounded. The aunt only felt a sharp pain in her jaw, and she screamed even louder.

"Duan Jiaai, Li Yuzhong, you dare to treat me like this, I want to make you die..."

"Life is better than death?" Jiaai suddenly smiled softly, and her voice lowered a little, "Yeah, how can I forget that my aunt's best trick is to toss people to death?"

With a wave of her right hand, the forging belt in her wrist flew out as if it had a life of its own, and precisely wrapped around a chair handle. around.

With a hook of her long legs, she pressed hard on the shoulder of the holy lady with her right hand, and the holy lady was forced to sit down.

The holy lady was in pain all over her body, but at this time, her fear was extremely painful, because it was hard to guess what was waiting for her.

She screamed loudly, wanting to call for help, but is the night watchman dead tonight? Why didn't anyone come in?
(End of this chapter)